Tsani Jones - Drambuie

A taste of scotch and heather honey
Leads my soul over the meadows,
The rocks and streams
To hold a weary heart in mine.

Weary and weak are not the same-
For her beauty and wispy sweet
Give way to willful power
And burning desire.

A thought of her lights
For only a second,
A crystalline idol of her worship
Melts in a second on my longing tongue.

It is simply a flash,
But her erotic visage lingers beyond.

A yearning begins,
Creeping slowly down the throat
As a mirage of her silhouette
Begs to be broken to reality.

And she teases, taunts me,
Divides the human from the spirit
As I plead to share this
Taste of fiery sweet, of sensual divinity

With the one from whence it came.

Tsani Jones

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